He floated in the dark. No dreams. Just disjointed images. Sounds. And a feeling of deep grief. He'd lost something.
Someone.
Who? What was happening?
With a low tug to his middle he fell himself being pulled back...back... And then he was on the mountain again, in the dark, on his hands and knees, with flames l*****g at the air nearby.
No, more! he wanted to say. Please! But the words wouldn't come. Not anymore. He had nothing left.
Death stood over him. Fire and terror.
"I HAVE HIM. IF YOU WON'T GIVE ME WHAT I WANT, HE WILL. YOU LOSE, ELDER LORD!"
Rein pressed his face against the hot, rocky ground, and sobs wracked through him.
::Why, Sin? Why?::
And then the darkness finally took him.
* * * *
"Rein..."
The voice sounded like it came out of the air. Soft. Whisperi
